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Upon the blank paper slate a world of light pencil sketches unfolds before my eyes Spiraling curls and striking lines combine to form the image hidden within my mind As the picture comes into form the world seems to blur focused only on my craft My work is worth the time I take
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Mar 13, 2018
Mar 13, 2018 at 1:05 PM UTC
Creation
Upon the blank paper slate a world of light pencil sketches unfolds before my eyes Spiraling curls and striking lines combine to form the image hidden within my mind As the picture comes into form the world seems to blur focused only on my craft My work is worth the time I take
Art is my drive and a joy for me. It is what fuels me to get out of bed sometimes.
AimlessCackling
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Mar 13, 2018
Mar 13, 2018 at 1:05 PM UTC
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